The fields of Dantooine

[Melania]

Mei slowly walked the fields of Dantooine wanting to get away from the temple for a time. She loved it but at times it was so loud and she still had to deal with the people who called her "knife" when they thought she could not her. Oh, how she loathed that name given to her people. She came across a large tree and smiled softly. "This tree looks like a nice spot, just wish there were more flowers around here," she said to herself. She sat under the tree and closed her eyes allowing the force to wash over her. She could feel the planet as it moved, the many creatures roaming about, and the very life of the planet. She could also feel some of the people at the temple here on Dantooine as they moved about. She allowed her conscious mind to drift as she felt around the planet.

 

[Eccles]

"Get your Systech HoloNet-shop discount voucher here!" an elderly Mirialan made his way through the field, looking at Mei as he waved a few plastic cards in the air. "Systech is the proud manufacturer of the number one crowd control weapons like the Systech Corporation Knock-out Grenade and the Systech Aural Blaster. Really a marvelous collection for those that do not wish to destroy life and fuel the Dark Side with their swords of fiery laser!" the elderly Mirialan displayed a clear distaste for taking a life, especially this close to a Jedi temple. For all the Galaxy knew the Jedi were just as eager to take life as the Sith, with the only exception being the Jedi's holier than thou attitude. In truth, the elderly Mirialan was a Clawdite in Mirialan disguise and not just any Clawdite either; Davik Morra in his human form was still a representative of Systech Corporation, an ambitious corporation with strong ties to Imperial Space who either wanted to make the Empire reign supreme to increase profits or secretly help tank it for a bigger Galactic trade monopoly. In practice, that made this Clawdite a dangerously independent infiltrator and spy for the corporate sector.

Harmless as he seemed however, the elderly Mirialan approached Mei with an innocent-looking smile. "My dear, could you help get into the temple so I can offer my vouchers to your masters?" his left hand grabbed the strap on his hefty backpack, suggesting that the weight of it was a strain on his back.

 

[Melania]

Mei moved her hair to the side showing her pointed ear before opening her eyes ending her connection to the planet "aggravating" she thought to herself. She looked at him, her mind going over many things. He seemed old and yet he was out in the fields. then her mind went to the fact that if he wanted to talk to the masters he could have landed at the docks near the Jedi Temple here. She tilted her head a little before raising an eyebrow. "May I ask why you could not simply land your ship at the docks near the Jedi Temple? also, you will find that most if not all Jedi do not use Blasters and anything like that we mainly use our lightsabers." she slowly stood up never taking her eyes off the Mirialan. She could feel something off but could not place it. so she kept her internal guard up waiting to see his move, her face void of all emotions.

 

[Eccles]

The elderly Miralian looked confused over the unfriendly treatment he received from the Jedi and moaned slightly under the weight of his backpack. "But my dear, I do not own my own spaceship." Owning a spaceship was something reserved for rich people, after all, and the elderly miralian was a parttime employee of Systech who most likely received the vouchers per courier,
"I used to live on a farm some three hundred miles that way," he pointed east, in the opposite direction of the temple. Dantooine had first been involved in the war, scattering its people, and then over the last five years became a refuge for former Republicans.
Keeping official track of its new population was an administrative nightmare and the Jedi weren't exactly known for their administrative prowess anyway. Likewise, not nearly all of these civilians were welcome to land inside the temple or wander on inside without an escort. The Jedi's query therefore, felt odd.

"Aha, but the aural blaster isn't your traditional gun for it only disorientates your opponent." the elderly Miralian put his finger against his temple, "messes with mind of a Sith and prevents him using the Force." The Jedi's face was void of all emotions, frustrating the Clawdite behind the green mask. "Systech provides a wide range of products that can help you capture your fallen brethren instead of killing them. Imagine being able to redeem your friend and make him Jedi again." As the Jedi didn't seem inclined to help, the elderly miralian started walking towards the temple entrance. "The council will see the value, and I will be able to feed my grandchildren."

 

[Melania]

Mei wanted to nothing more than to laugh at this Miralain but kept her emotionless mask up. She began to walk with him but never taking her guard down. "I will escort you but I am unsure if which master is here. come on" she said as she walked with him. She hated the Sith, yes some could be brought back but no matter what you did some would never become a Jedi and would kill just for their own enjoyment. She did not like taking a life unless she had to but taking life was sometimes something that had to be done. kill one to say a few, sacrifice the few for the many. mind you most Jedi did not agree with her last thought but she really did not care.

 

[Eccles]

Escorted by the young Jedi knight, the elderly Mirialan found himself passage up the cliffs and inside the Jedi Stronghold and in secret awe of the modern anti-air batteries and shield generators. Jedi knights were in abundance here, either training for or resting between their violent encounters with the Empire. The Mirialan was impressed, that much his face revealed, yet he was also significantly more tired than when they had still been on the field. "Is the council chamber far still? I'd like to rest my weary legs and put down my backpack," his voice croaked and his legs trembled a bit. No doubt other onlookers would feel pity for the old man carrying such a burden.

Ofcourse, behind the well-crafted facade was the Clawdite who keenly memorized the technology model of the anti-air batteries and the security surrounding the shield generator. As a gateway to other Jedi holdings in the area, taking this Dantooine Stronghold was key to crushing a large part of the Jedi resistence. For the right price Davik Morra would sell this info to the Wrath of the Emperor. Then again, if the Jedi decided to allow Systech Corporation to sell their technology on their worlds, which aside from non-lethal weaponry also meant bringing higher-grade farming machinery to often backwater places, the corporation would not benefit from betraying them. A steady flow of credits was their only motive, after all, and Imperial worlds were often too taxed and regulated to profit much. "There's so many people here," the elderly Mirialan said in awe, "I think a Systech distribution shop with access to the HoloNet could thrive with so many potential customers."

 

[Melania]

Mei closed her eyes as the walked reaching out with the force to find one of the masters of the order. She did not like this guys presence as she still felt something was off but could not place it. She opened her eyes as he talked to her and said something in her native tongue "we are almost there." she said without emotion. She then kept walking through the temple trying to find one of the masters here.

 

[Eccles]

"Let me just-" the elderly Miralian took a datapad from his heavy back and lifted it up to face-height, "-show my boss the market potential." A live-feed of his surroundings was directly uploaded to the HoloNet while the Miralian looked around, providing commentary with the electro-optic feed that was being send towards a Systech server. "While there's a lot of knights wandering about," he said, being sure to film not only Mei, but also some of the passerby's, "this place is inaccessible from the civilian town, nor could anyone get off this fortified position were the landing pads compromised."

He paused, looking at Mei, "There's also no Master or General around with any authority and experience to lead them," a bit too colored a statement, "or to make decisions like allowing a Systech-shop to open." His HoloNet AirB&B review would probably give the Jedi Stronghold a 4/10. After three minutes of filming, where he also showed the spot where he thought was the ideal position for a shop, the Miralian ended the feed and put the datapad away again. "Still no master eh?"

 

[Melania]

She looked over at him with her emotionless mask and then back around as she walked. She closed her eyes a little and let the force flow around her before waving her hand making the bag float to her. "Come it's just a little further," she said as she kept walking She wanted to find a master so she could perhaps have some peace and quite for a little bit longer before she was pulled away on a mission.

 

[jamessour]

Tarnit had spent the morning training with a pair of very excitable young jedi knights who were desperate to learn the art of Soresu. While Tarnit happily agreed at the time, his muscles were now slightly upset at his decision. Stepping out of a training room fresher, he wore very basic clothes that were in no way traditional-jedi garb. Simply dark pants and a dark shirt tucked in. From his belt hung a blaster on the right and his saber on his left. He favored using the blaster more recently.

It was as he stepped out of the training complex that he saw a young Jedi leading a non-Jedi through the stronghold. It was slightly odd, though not unheard of to have civilians in the stronghold, often the masters present would have a list of visitors. General Tarnit slowly made his way across the atrium towards the pair.

@Melania @Ecclessey

 

[Melania]

Mei's eyes fell on Tarnit who she had seen around and knew as one of the Jedi masters, she walked to him never once showing anything on her face. She stopped before him and bowed slightly to him. "Master, This...Mirialan wants to be able to have permission to sell for Systech here." She said and then stepped a little closer and said in a hushed voice so only Tarnit could hear her. "something is off about him though. I can not place it but his vibe is off. also, I know Knight can sometimes make these kinda discussions but I thought I should bring this to a master." she stepped back from him and turned to face the Mirialan and showed no emotion again as she looked at the Mirialan
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